The Girl in the Hoodie is Mine
I had three simple rules: 1. Never remove the hood and mask. 2. Don’t attract attention. 3. Follow rule one and two at all costs. Simple, right? Well, I followed them religiously—until Jason came along and shattered them all. I didn’t want anyone to know my identity. I just wanted to stay in the shadows, finish school, and disappear. But no, the stupid jock had to get in my way, and now my peaceful, hidden life is in ruins. I didn’t mean to embarrass the school’s golden boy. His name? Jason. He’s the son of the country’s richest CEO. Ironically, I chose this place to hide from my own father, the man I’m trying to escape. I look too much like him, and if anyone made the connection, my cover would be blown. Hence, the hood and mask I wear every single day. But now, instead of just hiding from my father, I have to watch out for Jason, too. He’s vowed to make my life miserable. I still can’t figure out his obsession with me—one minute he’s humiliating me in front of everyone, and the next he’s trying to kiss me behind the bleachers.
Party Fiasco (II)
AMBER POV:
Who the hell is she?
Watching from across the room, I felt my blood simmer as Jason entered with her on his arm. She was cloaked in mystery, that ridiculous mask covering most of her face, but her dress—that dress—was unmistakable. It was a Francis original. I'd know his designs anywhere, with his signature style that practically shouted his name to anyone with an eye for fashion. Francis wasn't just some designer; he was the best, with gowns so exclusive he handpicked his clients.
How did she get her hands on one of his pieces? And why was Jason parading her around like that, with all those flashing lights and curious stares? This was supposed to be my night, my time to shine. I'd been planning everything perfectly, right down to the moment I'd finally corner him for that photo op.
Now, instead of the spotlight on me, all eyes were on her.